Chapter 691 Special Water Girl 17
As soon as I walked to the door, there was a "squeak, squeak" sound from inside. The sound of boiling oil pouring on food was heard. Then a pungent and spicy smell rushed out from inside.
"Ahem..." Everyone near the door coughed.
This is indeed spicy enough, but someone behind me shouted: "Give it to me, I'm not afraid of spicy food." Seeing others eating so deliciously, no matter how spicy it is, eat it first before talking about it. If you think it's spicy, drink water. It almost fell to the ground.
Bowls of fried noodles with more chili pepper than before were brought out and distributed to people in line.
Boled walked to the door and covered his mouth and nose with his hands. Although he was wearing a mask, he still felt the hot pepper smell.
"Cough cough cough!" Xining took the spoon and continued to pour oil on bowl after bowl. After pouring the last bowl on the table, tears came down.
Turn around and put the oil pan on the stove, pick up the oil bucket, and pour oil into the pan.
Others put bowls on the table with cooked noodles, vegetables, peppers, and seasonings in them. The people in charge were all helping. I originally thought that we would only have bread today, but I didn’t expect that we would also be able to eat pasta. As long as we have enough flour, we don’t have to worry about supply trucks not coming.
"Cough cough cough..." Xining was about to burst into tears, but he didn't dare to wipe his eyes. The more he wiped, the more tears he would shed.
One hand took the oil bucket from her hand and poured oil into the pan.
She looked sideways and was stunned. It was the handsome doctor. I originally thought that he was aloof from the world, but I didn't expect that he would help.
After pouring the oil, wait for the oil to boil. Boled put down the oil drum, took out a mask from his pocket, and helped her put it on. He took out a handkerchief and wiped her tears: "I also have an industrial dust mask there. I'll get it later."
Xining was stunned there, not because she was stunned, but because the owner of the body was reacting... Don't be so worthless, sister has seen so many handsome guys, some tens of thousands of times more handsome than him.
She immediately came to her senses and made an excuse to turn around: "Thank you, I'll look at the oil first, you go out first, the smell of oil smoke is strong here."
"Then I'll get it first!" Bolide walked out.
Xining thought for a while, then went to get a small pot, put it on the small stove, scooped a spoonful of oil from the big pot and put it in.
The oil in the small pot boiled quickly. When Boled came with an industrial dust mask, the oil was boiling.
"Squeak~" When the oil is poured into the bowl, a tangy spicy garlic aroma makes people's index fingers twitch.
Xining handed the bowl to Boleder: "You eat first, and you have to take care of the patient after eating." Then he continued to look at the oil pan.
Bolide looked at the noodles in the bowl, and the person in charge handed over a fork: "Doctor Hilde, try it, it's very delicious."
The kitchen is also considered an important place. Hilde went out with noodles. People queuing along the way showed envious eyes, and some of them were swallowing their saliva.
As a doctor, Bolade was well respected and no one had a problem with him getting the noodles first. After all, bringing people in need of rescue depends on him.
Bolade walked to his room, patiently mixed the noodles with a fork, and fell in love with it after just one bite. The noodles have a chewy texture, and the oil and seasonings bloom as the noodles hit your tongue.
One bite after another, every noodle was filled with oil, but after eating, there was no oil left in the bowl. Bolide also wants to eat a bowl, and as for staying in shape and staying healthy, including boiled vegetables... screw it!
The noodles are so delicious that many people ask for more than one bowl, so they have to limit it to three bowls for men and two bowls for women. In this way, if there are not enough bowls, the eaten bowls will be placed in order. When the noodles are ready, they will be distributed in order.
Finally able to eat by himself, Xining held the bowl and ate with the door closed along with the three people in the kitchen.
They didn't dare to open the door, otherwise someone would stare at them with their already rounded stomachs swallowing saliva. It looks so hard to eat!
The kitchen was filled with the sound of eating noodles. Someone knocked on the door and came in, saying to the person in charge: "There is news, the car will not come tomorrow!"
In other words, the supplies won’t arrive tomorrow? Xining rolled his eyes: "It's hard for a clever woman to cook without rice." The person in charge immediately said: "Four is enough for half a year."
Xining twitched the corner of his mouth: "Only flour?"
The person in charge said very seriously and responsibly: "There are also salt and various seasonings."
That's not okay. You can't eat fried noodles every day, right?
A person next to me said: "We also grow a few things here, including onions, ginger, and garlic, and we raise chickens and cows."
This was just like the previous base. Xining finally felt confident. Otherwise, what can we do with just flour?
The next day, I had a habit of eating very little for breakfast, so I had bread and milk. Noodles with scallion oil and potato and egg soup for lunch; steamed buns and tomato and egg drop soup for dinner.
On the third day, when Xining planned to continue making pasta and adding soup, the supply truck finally came in, and there were enough ingredients for three days. So at noon we had Coke chicken wings and corn cream soup, and at night we had Babao hot sauce and beef and potato soup.
Time passed little by little, and another week passed peacefully. Bolide protested, saying that people here have gained weight.
For the first time, Boleder's protest was opposed by everyone. They would rather gain ten pounds more than have a new cook cook.
Xining also hopes to cook. She only needs to spend ten minutes every day to tell the kitchen to process the ingredients, and then go to a remote place to practice her special skills. An hour before dinner starts, go over and start cooking. After eating, the dishes are cleaned by other staff. She can continue to practice her special abilities.
Being a cook has a lot of free time, and everyone loves to eat her meals, so the person in charge of the kitchen naturally lets others do the rough work. The chef is the one who cooks!
Cooking is high-profile, but I can be as low-key as possible. After a week of contact, the special ability became more and more proficient. A drop of water can be moved east or west when desired.
With a "pop~" sound, a hole was punched through the front board.
Xining picked up the board and could see the scenery behind the board through the small hole, and couldn't help but smile with satisfaction.
She penetrated it with water droplets. As long as the water is fast enough, it can also be used as a weapon. For example, water jets can perform surgeries with water and can also cut metal and marble.
After thinking for a while, I looked at the glass of water next to me. A drop of water separated from the glass and floated.
She waved her finger, and the water droplets flew towards the scrapped machine next to her like bullets, with a "pop~" sound. There was a hole in it, which was made by water.
The machine casing was too thick, so the water didn't penetrate. But this level is enough to penetrate anyone’s skin and muscles...
Mo Ming was very excited: "If there are more, we can beat people into sieves!"
He rolled his eyes, as long as he killed people, the system was happy. No, no, I'm very gentle. I'm not violent. I won't use it unless absolutely necessary.
Mo Ming: "Just watch others kill people with metal? Are you so kind that you let others kill people and watch it yourself?"
Xining: "Oh, it's time, I'm going to prepare lunch!"
Mo Ming: "Now I will change the subject."
Didn't hear it, ignored it!
(End of chapter)